We have no lodge on mountain up high,
We have no jet on which to fly.
We have no yacht on which to ride,
We have no mansion in which to hide.
We have no Harley on which to cruise,
We have no closet with mountains of shoes.
We have no tailor to make our clothes,
We have no autos lined up in rows.
We have no minks made into coats,
We have no stash to buy others votes.
We have no debt carried on our back,
We’re happy as hell – that’s a fact Jack